First Whisperings of Autumn
Herb, squash and potato jungle
It is the first week of Autumn here in the southern hemisphere. We had a mini heatwave, but now the crisp mornings and deep clear blue skies of autumn are here. The garden has turned into a feral jungle, due to me ignoring it completely all summer except to water. I am nothing if not an inconsistent gardener. However, it is a gloriously productive feral jungle, with food bursting out all over the place. The first whisperings of autumn always call me back to the garden, as I suddenly wake up from my summer haze and think, "Oh, my goodness, what has been going on here? Order! I must have order! And a plan." And probably the garden is laughing at me, because I believe I am in charge of the garden..
Rocket, chard and chilli jungle
Garden mystery. Is it a cape gooseberry or a ground cherry? It popped up out of nowhere.
This morning I imposed a patch of order on the chaos. The garden is still laughing at me..